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Chapter 539 His love is short, but longer than Sang Tian By Yun Gu
Love is short, but longer than Sang Tian By Yun Gu
Some words, if I don't say them, keep them in my heart, it will be a kind of regret for the rest of my life;
Some words, even if you say it, can't change anything;
But, at least no regrets or regrets.

——Yun Gu

Before I met her, I had no name, no surname, and I didn't know what my name was or who I was.

I have nothing but a birth card, and my life is worse than a pile of garbage.

At least there are people to pick up the trash, but no one wants to pick me up.

After getting to know her, my name is Yun Gu. I have short soft hair, a pair of visible eyes, clean face and clothes, and I live like a person.

She was 17 years old and I was 14 years old.

I always thought she was an angel sent by God to pick up my trash.

She was sluggish and lifeless at the beginning, but suddenly she seemed to wake up after seeing the photos of some people on the big screen, living an active life and living an active life.

I don't know who those people are, but I know that those people must be very important to her.

is she alive
She seems to think of herself as a machine, constantly looking for work, no matter how hard, tired or dirty, she doesn't mind, for the meager salary, she can help people find lost things in the trash all day long ;In order to survive, she can sleep less than four hours a day for three consecutive years, save money desperately, eat one meal a day, is reluctant to buy a piece of clothing, and even sells blood, just to make me speak.

Since when did you fall in love with her?
do not know.

When I knew that I liked her, I was surprised that I had been in love with her for a long, long time.

But I also know that she doesn't have me in her heart, and she always regards me as a younger brother.

Before we met, she had a man in her heart that she liked very much, and I couldn't even get a needle through; after we met, she fell in love with Earl, loved him very much, and I was still a needle There are no needle gaps.

The people she likes are all excellent, noble, noble like the sun in the sky, but what about me?
It's just a handful of dust on the ground, I don't even have the qualifications to look up.

She will not like someone like me, I know, I have always been soberly aware, so I have been desperately in love.

I was so desperate that I couldn't even face her.

Before I can speak, I can't tell her that I love her; when I can speak, I still can't tell her: I love you.

So why on earth did I have to have surgery, why did I have to speak.

If I didn't say the phrase "I love you", then I'd rather not be able to speak.

I once saw a sentence in a book: If love needs language, then how should dumb people love each other.

Love doesn't need words, but it needs to love each other. She doesn't love me.

Don't love me, that's all!

……

Before I could speak, I could still chat with her in sign language; after I could speak, I didn't know what to chat with her.

Watching her fall in love with someone else, watching her walk into someone else's world, I feel like a kite with a broken string in my hand, no matter how hard I try to grab it, I can't catch it anymore.

The string broke, the kite flew away, and she was gone.

The phrase "May I love you, as a man." almost blurted out.

I didn't say it because I knew that once I said this sentence, I would not only lose my love, but also her.

I never thought of hurting her. I wanted to give her the best and protect her, but I was too stupid to do such things as paying for her.

It made her worry, let her down, and even made her lose her only relative and trusted person in the end.

I hate the man who made her come to Paris, who has so much power but can't protect her, let her go through such terrible things, and let her be forced to lose her shape by life.

I hate Louis Yingwig, I hate him for taking the only light and warmth from my life, but he can't protect her well, can't save her from suffering, keep her from wandering, and allow her to be warm and peaceful.

I never thought that I would eventually become the kind of person I should hate the most.

What on earth did I do to force her to leave quietly.

……

Killing the red lady who ruined her reputation is the only thing I can do for her.

I've made up my mind to sacrifice this rotten life. Anyway, I was a rotten life. If I hadn't met her, I would still be trash on the street that no one picks up.

I still fail.

For so many years, I seem to have done nothing right, and I have done nothing well.

Even in the end, Louis Yingduo was needed to rescue him.

At an altitude of [-] feet, listening to Yu Yang's words, I couldn't help but burst into tears after all.

But at the age of 23, I suddenly felt that I was old.

……

Perhaps God was punishing me for not cherishing the angel he sent to save me, so he withdrew my ability to speak.

Yu Yang took me to see many doctors, but the result was the same.

I told Yu Yang not to stay here and waste time on me, a rotten person. I knew that Louis Yingduo needed him more at this time.

As for the way ahead, I know what to do.

I will never let down this second chance they gave me.

……

I work as a sign language teacher in a charity organization, teaching some children sign language.

I am no longer called Yun Gu, I have a very common name: Song Xin.

Those who are older than me call me: Xiao Song.

Those who are younger than me call me: Brother Song.

Call me about my age: Xiaoxin (same name as Xiaoxin in "Crayon Shinchan")
Day after day, year after year, I live in this strange capital, throwing away my identity and name, letting go of the past, but I still can't let go of the love in my heart, the one that disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people. The one who disappeared.

I gave up hope of speaking again, and it didn't matter to me whether I could speak again.

If my voice can give her the rest of her life to be safe and happy, take more from my body.

Because I owe her too much, too much.

Because I love her too deeply, too deeply.

……

I saw their recent situation from the news. Although he was very low-key, he never showed his face, let alone let the media take any pictures;

Seeing her slender figure in the blurry picture, he hugged the child in one hand, and wrapped her shoulders in the other, and hurriedly avoided the picture. His personal driver, Zhou, tried his best to prevent the reporters from approaching.

Although the picture is blurry, the outline of the boy in his arms can't be seen clearly, but the eyes can be vaguely seen, with a faint blue color, mysterious and sad.

Received his text message the day after they registered their marriage.

His text message is very simple: We are married, do you want to meet.

This is the first time he took the initiative to contact me when I came to China. The moment I received the text message, I couldn't bear to look at it a hundred times while pinching my phone, and my emotions changed a thousand times.

When he came back to his senses, he found that his face was already covered with tears.

I texted him back a week later.

At that time, I had already arrived in Xixun, the place where they made love, and also the place where they decided to retire.

I deliberately changed into clean and tidy clothes, shaved my beard, and went to see her clean.

In a small teahouse in the town, there are not many people in the afternoon, and the boss is just making tea. The fragrance of tea in the room makes it easy for people to forget the troubles in the world.

In the ups and downs of fate, we meet again: she is 36 years old and I am 33 years old.

She has waist-length hair, a light-colored chiffon shirt, a long skirt that covers her ankles, and a silk scarf casually draped around her neck, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbone.

She sat in front of me, her expression was as calm as ever, she pursed her lips and smiled faintly: "Long time no see, how are you?"

From the first second she came into my sight, my heart lost control. At this moment, I heard no hatred or disgust in her voice, only the calmness after the dust settled.

Eye sockets suddenly astringent.

Raise your heavy arms and tell her: I'm fine, how about you?

Maybe the earl told her, maybe she was used to watching me sign language, she was not surprised or questioned, but just showed a calm smile, warm as water, "I'm fine."

The fragrance of tea in the room was accompanied by incomparable silence. She was drinking tea from a teacup. Looking at the teacup in front of me, I felt my heart almost burst out of my chest.

When she put down her teacup and looked up at me, when she was about to speak, I interrupted her: "Some things, if I don't say them, keep them in my heart, it will be a regret for the rest of my life; It can't change anything; but at least there is no regrets or regrets."

She froze for a moment, stared at me for a moment, and listened carefully.

"I love you. I have loved you for many years."

There was a storm in the clear and calm eyes in an instant, and he looked at me in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and I continued.

"I don't know when it started. For you, there is no way to be a sister; maybe it was when you said you wanted me to talk, maybe it was earlier, when I wanted to kiss you, or from When I rescued you back at the beginning. I love you, and I have only loved you for so many years. I told myself thousands of times, to give up on you, to forget you, but I couldn’t do it. You seem to be mine A tattoo, when I think about it, it hurts like hell, when I don’t think about it, but there is no time when I don’t think about you.”

"I can't do anything well, I can't speak, I can't read, I don't know who I am, just like a piece of garbage on the street, such a me, I really don't have the courage to say the word 'love'. I don't I know if you will like me, and I don't know if we will have a chance to start if we say it at the beginning!"

Her eyes gradually changed from astonishment to panic.

Probably because she never thought that her younger brother has always loved her for so many years!
"I can't take it back when I say it. I may not come back when I leave, so don't feel it, don't explain it, and don't tell me to turn around, so as not to embarrass everyone. It's good that you can watch me go. ...I just want to give my love a beginning and an end."

My love started from the moment I said it, and it also ended from this moment.

I don't know whether my love was lost to the three years when I was born late, or the few months when I met her a few months later than him; or it was lost to my own inferiority complex.

So I can only lick my love for her in my inferiority complex and spend this long life.

Outside the window, the sun was quiet, and he was holding the child and waiting not far away for her who was already panicking.

Her flustered eyes only saw them outside the window, and gradually became quiet, warm and wanton, and I was very envious.

"You go, don't make them wait too long." I said to her.

She sat on the sofa without moving.

I put down the tea money, took a deep look at her when I got up, and left the teahouse without looking back.

……

I like her when she's at her worst, half dead.

I still like her when she is most glamorous and far away from my world.

After she gets married and has children, and has the rest of her life, I like her even more.

It's just that if you can't be together, no matter whether you are close or distant, it is a kind of torture; then let me stay away from you.

So far away that occasionally, just looking at you from a distance is enough.

……

Letters:

Louis Yingwidow, Lan Mufei, Feiwidow's home.

Louis Indow: Did you never assume he liked you?

Lan Mufei: I want to assume that it is because I want to have it but I can’t have it. I can only assume that I can fill it with anything, and I can be as happy as I want.

Louis Yingwid: In fact, he is the closest person to you, but he lacks courage and an opportunity.I am luckier than him, because I have the courage to say I love you!
Lan Mufei: "..."

……

If time could be turned back, she would quietly go back to the year when she had a miscarriage at the age of 17.

If he hadn't lived so lowly—

If you give her and him a chance, can they really be together?

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